Rituals In Blend~

Between blue moon

and stirring sun, gasping for the horizon

her skin in canary  chemise draped

sensual glow in dew pearls above plum upper lip

she played the navel orange across the skin of her palm

rolling citrus fluids through the rind

with controlled pressure

to penetrate the soft wood of the cutting board

sweet oils filling tulips etchings in cherry timber

back and forth

a half circle

a spiral

she played

eyes half closed

a hum caressing the inside of her long throat

the cat winding silk tales between her calves

purring

 

She pressed the curved knife to her lips

deifying feminine rituals in sun light

kissed a drop of blood into steel

lowered it to citrus rind

circling

coaxing

delicate ribbons of rich orange into pleats

a song dripping from the speakers

filling the swell of her breasts

with undulating breaths expanding ribs

she bowed her head above sensate art

juice drops on fingertips

to her tongue’s surface

ring deep

savoring

 

The navel body opened itself

to her dancing fingers

penetrating

unwrapping its surrender into blossoms

an assortment of sweet crescents

 she topped with cream

 

The plate took the offering

in its center

she placed it in the fade of the dipping moon

ascension  of the rising sun

with care

a piece of rice paper

folded in three interlaced triangles

lavender and gold

her ribbon curled like a delicate snake against one corner

enticing from a spiral rind

seasoned with mint leaf perfume

at each wrist;

she gave her phantom smile to a movement through an open door . . . .

 

 . . . .caught on the edge of a dream

rich with the scent of citrus

he touched her lips

with eyes still closed

and for just a moment

felt her smile

as she pulled him from the catacombs of ivory

into a room with a dash of sunroof

her disregard for every formula

that did not allow for chance

drowned

in the citrus

between their lips

 

 

 

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Reviews

[Pax Analog]

Goodness, what an astonishingly ap-peeling hallucinogenic love appetizer! One has a sense of an exquisite Japanese tea ceremony transferred to glorious citrus fruit, an orange glowing edible sun, prepared by an incandescent alien w/luscious lips and refined retractable antennae.

And the extolling of chance gives the whole poem a visionary utterly original I Ching feel.

As a friendly poetic gourmet, I think if I ate you it'd be excellent for rainbow image pop when my own work's thorniness obscures the roseate inner glow. You know how ironically refined Hannibal Lechter was, if you read any of the novels.

Yum.

[Jūdan FyreHeart]

Wow.. you turned a seemingly normal event into something so memorable and exquisite!

[OT]

haha how you have spun out peeling an orange into a layered crystalliferous event is bemusing!! - the personification ingenious - plates taking oranges! despite the madness and complete surreality - all the images (though they shouldn't) just work so well!! I think I'll invest in this book!!

[KAREN]

Beautiful and sexy write! great imagery!!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

WOW! what a truely excellent read, wonderful sensous imagery!

[ice]

Here is one that drops anchor in the river of my brain
Where it flows through semi comprehension.....

"She pressed the curved knife to her lips
deifying feminine rituals in sun light
kissed a drop of blood into steel
lowered it to citrus rind"

Reminds me of blood oranges..the words that follow,
and end the stanza are awesome.

I am stuck on the "feminine ritual" Thinking it might have
something to do with menses?

" . . . .caught on the edge of a dream
rich with the scent of citrus
he touched her lips"

And I imagine, the faint touch of blood-salt,
mixed with rind acid...
For some reason, I think of that kiss
as an arousing appatizer..
For the main-course, last lines of the poem.
enjoyed-
ice

[Linear]

Thats truely amazing, your inspiring, your Muse must be awesome, a pleasure to read

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

"Rituals In Blend" is stunningly sensate, stirringly sensual, and sensually sublime. Its succulence imbibes the soul and quenches the thirst.

Linda Marie

[Closedown]

Perfection. Utterly wonderful.

[.]

my dear this is just ummm? 'fruitfully inducing in every way'.
~my goodness-cherry on top of coarse ;)

"she pulled him from the catacombs of ivory
into a room with a dash of sunroof
her disregard for every formula
that did not allow for chance
drowned
in the citrus
between their lips"

~if only i could capture the creativity of your world luv (:

[Lia]

Wow, what a great imagery. Very unique and excellent piece.